Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2006-12-02 05:48:36 (UTC)

Being Hit By Another Shit Ball

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What a shitty day. I hardly ever have days like this
anymore, but it wouldn't be life if they didn't happen
once in awhile. Everytime I turned around today, I was
being hit by another shit ball. Right in the face. It kind
of feels like being hit with a snowball...that has a huge
rock hidden in the middle of it.

Kiki had her 18 month well-baby check-up today. Of course,
it couldn't be good news. Her doctor is having her sent to
audiology to have her hearing tested, because it's a
possibility that all her ear infections could have caused
some hearing damage (thus causing the speech delay), then
she's being referred to a neurodevelopmental center for
children with special needs (called Holly Ridge). They
have a speech and language pathologist who will help
figure out why she isn't talking. If that approach doesn't
work, then she'll be sent to an oral surgeon to have her
frenulum clipped (she's tongue tied). Snookums feels very
guilty. Like, all Kiki's problems are because he's her
father. I feel bad for him, because I know he's right. All
of her issues, are related to similar issues he had as a
child. But, it truly doesn't matter to me, because I love
them both. Regardless of their strengths or weaknesses,
because Kiki is the sweetest baby ever and Snookums is
loyal and loving to me even when I don't deserve it. I use
him sometimes and as bad as I feel about that, I know he
loves me anyway. I wouldn't change either of them.

Work sucked. I know that isn't something you usually hear
from me, but it did. My manager scheduled me and another
credit goddess (Andrea) at the same time. The thing is,
Andrea's forte is credit on the sales floor. I get credit
at the register. When we work at the same time, my credit
abilities are negated because Andrea has hit them all up
before they can even get to me. So, Andrea got 3, I got
NONE. I suggested to Tamara (my manager) that she not
schedule us at the same time again, because it just isn't
in her best interest. It isn't. It wasn't a busy enough
day for both of us to work. It didn't help that my period
is so heavy I spent 40 minutes of my shift in the bathroom
bleeding to death. I went through 4 super plus tampons in
4 hours, which is rediculous. I feel like my uterus is
about to fall out, and menstruating has made the UTI
worse. So much for the antibiotics. I should have known an
easy period was too good to be true. To make myself feel
better, I bought 2 new bras, 3 pairs of panties and the
cutest VS thermals that have little silver, gold and gray
stars on them and the shirt says "instruct me". I love
them and it did make me feel a little better. Shopping
always does.

When I picked Annie up from daycare, she was complaining
about not being able to see out of her left eye. I looked
in it, but other than the left pupil being ever so
slightly more dilated than the right, I couldn't see
anything wrong with it. She was also complaining about a
headache. I know it's probably nothing, but I can't help
but feel a little nervous. The girl has been freakishly
healthy her entire life, it would be just my luck she'd
end up with a brain tumor of cancer or something. I told
her if she still couldn't see out of it in the morning to
let me know. God, I hope she's exaggerating. I can only
handle one "special" child at a time.

We went to Puerta Vallarta for dinner, which wasn't
entirely enjoyable for me. The waiter got my order wrong,
it took forever and Kiki was cranky. By the time I got
home, I'd had enough. Snookums took over Daddy-duties and
I retreated to the bathtub for a couple of hours.

I thought that was the end of my shitty day, but as if I
hadn't already had enough, Snookums came into the bathroom
and handed me a notice from Sallie Mae (my student loan
financer) that said I was 22 days late with my payment and
owed $256.24. Ain't that a bitch? I'm not sure how I
forgot to pay my student loan, but I did. So, I got out of
the tub and paid it online. I'm slipping. I don't usually
pay things late. Thank goodness I still had 23 days before
they were going to report it to the credit bureaus. I'd
hate to tarnish my spotless credit history.

My loving Snookums was kind enough to buy me a pint of my
favorite soy ice cream. The kind with the cookie pieces in
it, so I think I'll go eat that and feel bad that I have
to work tomorrow, when what I really want to do is sleep
until noon. I'm sure going to work is much better for me
than vegetating, anyway. Snookums has duty tomorrow (damn
these 4 section duty days!!!), so he won't even be home to
hold me tomorrow night. I'd better take advantage of him
tonight, while I can. Nobody pities me like he does.

Okay, goodnight. Ciao until tomorrow.




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